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Kristen 4 (school, cd)
by_Karen_Elizabeth_L._(KarenTV720@aol.com)




 I could just imagine what would happen if one of the guys from school found
out about my dressing up.  I'd never live it down!  The guys were nice enough
to me when I had to dress as a girl for the play, probably feeling sorry for
me and happy it wasn't them.  How would I ever explain wearing a dress now
that the play was long over and forgotten?

I decided that the best thing for me to do was to just stop wearing girl's
stuff and get involved with more boy things like sports and maybe girls.  I
signed up for the local baseball team and played with a passion.  It seemed
to work, baseball games kept me busy so that I just didn't have the time to
spend as Kristen.  After about a month's time I thought for sure that
Kristen was just a memory for me, I was a happy thirteen year old boy doing
all the things boys enjoyed doing!

One rainy Saturday my game was canceled and I found myself sitting at home
with no plans.  Mom went to do some shopping and dad was out of town again.
I picked up the newspaper and I happened to see an advertisement for girl's
dresses.  The models were cute, but of course what really caught my eye were
the outfits they wore!  No matter how hard I tried I couldn't seem to stop
thinking about how pretty the dresses looked and how nice it would be to
wear them!  I put the paper down as fast as I could and turned on the
television.

Just my luck, I happened to tune in to a repeat of the "Brady Bunch" where
the oldest girl decides to join her brothers scout troop to show that girls
could do anything boys could.  At the end of the show as she is to be
accepted into the boys scout troop she comes downstairs wearing a pretty
dress and a ribbon in her hair.  She tells her dad and brother that although
it was fun doing things like a boy she prefers to be a girl

Well the sight of this girl about my age in a pretty dress and the dress ads
in the newspaper were just too much for me.  I turned off the television,
went to mom's closet and searched for something pretty to wear.  It didn't
take long for me to decide on a yellow dress mom had bought for me just
before I decided to stop dressing.

I knew the dress was perfect for how I felt, it was a solid yellow with sort
of a lace netting over it.  The solid part of the dress had thin shoulder
straps which were covered by the lace netting along with fake buttons in the
shape of tiny pink roses down the front..  The sleeves ended just above the
elbow and were made entirely of lace.  I carried the dress back to my room
and began to look for just the right underwear and accessories to go with
it.

The dress was lined so I didn't need to wear a slip with it, I picked out a
pair of pale yellow panties, a matching padded bra and ivory colored
pantyhose.  I quickly got undressed, put my panties, bra, and stockings on
and with trembling hands reached for my dress.

I knew that I shouldn't be doing this, but I also knew that I just had to do
it!  Yes, I know that sounds strange but that's the only way I can explain
my feelings!  I was a boy and really did enjoy being a boy, I loved baseball
and riding my mountain bike and checking out cute girls.  I also knew that I
really, really, loved the soft feel of panties and the tightness of my bra
on my chest.  When I put on a pretty dress and fixed my hair I was in
heaven!  Even though I tried to deny it I had a great time going shopping
with mom as Kristen.  I adored the feel of my nylon covered legs rubbing
each other when I crossed them and the excitement of being accepted as a
girl in the ladies' room

I unzipped my dress just enough to pull it over my head then reached back
and zipped it up again.  I stepped into a pair of my white flats and brushed
my hair into a feminine style.  Looking at myself I the mirror I felt a
surge of excitement and pleasure come over me as I studied the good looking
girls in the mirror.  I thought that a touch of make-up would make my look
perfect so back to mom's room I went.

I was sitting in front of her make-up mirror putting on my lipstick when I
looked in the mirror and wanted to die!  Dad was standing behind me with
puzzled look watching me do my make-up!  I wanted to run and hide, but there
was no where to go.  I just hung my head and waited for dad to chew me out.

Before dad could even start to ask what I was doing I heard mom coming up
the steps.

"Wait until you see the pretty outfit I picked up for you Kristen!" She
called happily.  "I can't wait to see how you look in it!"

Mom's cheery voice stopped abruptly as she turned the corner and saw dad
standing there

"Hi honey!" She said to dad as if nothing was wrong.  "You're home early,
what's up?".

Dad just looked at her then pointed to me.

"Good question?" He replied.  "Maybe you two can tell me.  Let's start with
why Mike here is all dolled up and who Kristen is?  "

I spoke up before mom could say anything.

"I'm Krtisten dad,:" I replied sadly.  "Please don't be mad at mom, it's my
fault."

Dad just stared at me for a few moments before he spoke again.

"I think we should all go downstairs and try to sort this out."

"I'll be down in just minute dad," I said.  "I think I'd better get
changed."

"Don't bother changing." Dad replied.  "I want to see you downstairs now!"

I desperately wanted to change clothes but I was afraid to make matters
worse so I followed mom and dad downstairs and sat down next to mom on the
couch.

I noticed dad looking at me and realized that without thinking I had
smoothed out my skirt as I sat down then crossed my legs.  Mom had gone
through lot of trouble to teach me how to sit in a ladylike manner and it
seemed to come naturally to me when I had a dress on.  I just wished that
this one time I had forgotten how to act like a proper young lady!

"Looks as though some one went through a lot of trouble to make a young lady
out of you Mike." Dad said as he stared at my hands neatly folded in my lap.
"Would you care to explain why you're wearing your mom's clothes and
make-up?"

As much as I wanted to I just couldn't lie to my dad.  "They're not mom's
clothes dad." I said in a low voice.  "They're all mine, it was my idea to
wear them.."

Mom stopped me before I could say anymore.

"I got him started Bob." She said to dad.  "He didn't really want to do it
but I promised to buy him his leather coat if he'd let me dress him up.  One
thing just sort of led to another.  He's not bothering anyone so don't make
it harder than it already is for him!"

"You mean you let mom turn you into a girl just to get a jacket?" Dad asked
dumbfounded.  "How long do you have to dress like this to pay it off?"

"Uh, actually dad it was just for a weekend last fall." I stammered.  "I
only had to get all dressed up that one time."

Dad insisted on being told the full details of what had happened and how far
things had gone.  I told him that I had enjoyed wearing girls clothes so
much the first time that I begged mom to let me dress when he wasn't home.
I showed him the girls underwear in my drawers along with the dresses in the
back of mom's closet.

Dad looked over my wardrobe calmly, only seeming slightly surprised that I
would willingly wear girls clothing.  I told him how I had really tried hard
to stop but today I just couldn't fight the urge to dress anymore.  I
explained about baseball and how hard I tried and how upset it made me.  He
had calmed down pretty well when suddenly I heard Jim's voice from
downstairs.

"Hey Kristen" He called out.  "What's up?"

"I'm busy right now Jim," I called back hoping dad hadn't heard me referred
to as Kristen.  "I'll catch you later okay?"

It was no use, dad had heard and was headed for the steps to talk to Jim.
It only took a moment to know that as usual Jim was dressed as Jill!

"Good grief!" Cried dad.  "You too!"

Mom and I hurried downstairs to find Jim wearing a denim skirt, yellow top
and matching socks.  His face was beet red and he was staring at the floor.

"Sorry Jill," I said apologetically.  "I didn't know dad was coming back
early.

"Quit staring at her Bob," Mom admonished dad.  "You're upsetting the poor
girl!"

"Poor girl!" Dad screamed.  "Are you responsible for this too Mike?"

"No sir," Interupted Jim.  "Kristen, I mean Mike didn't even know until a
couple of weeks ago!"

"Well at least your family wont blame my daughter here when they find out
about you." Dad said relieved.  "I don't need anyone else finding out about
this."

"Oh they already know," Said my ever helpful friend.  "We all had dinner
together and Kristen and I even went skating with Heather!"

Dad was just standing there with a dumb look on his face.

"Look's like I'm the only one in this town that didn't know I had a
daughter!" He said worriedly.  "What have people been thinking I wonder?"

Mom took dad by the hand and explained that no one else knew about Jill and
me except our families.  No one would talk since no one knew.  That seemed
to take a large weight off dad's mind.

"Okay," he finally said.  "Here's what's going to happen.  Mike or should I
say Kristen, I'm going to need some time to think about this.  I don't want
to put any unnecessary strain on you so I'm going to let you dress around
the house until I know what to do with you.  You will however have to meet
my conditions." "What'll they be dad?" I asked.

"Well, just to show you it's not a game I want you to dress up everyday as
soon as you come home from school!  You'll spend every minute at home as
Kristen, including weekends!  When I come home from work I expect to see my
daughter Kristen in a dress, stockings, and shoes.  That means no jeans or
slacks of any kind!  You'll dress exactly as any girl your age including the
appropriate underwear.  In addition, you're to act like and will be treated
like a girl at all times!  If you agree I promise not to say a word until
I've thought this through, otherwise I'll stop all of your outside
activities and tell your friends why!  "

I had to think about dad's condition for a moment.  It had all been a big
game of pretend up to now, but that was about to change.  I wasn't sure how
I'd feel about having to be Kristen whenever I was home.  Before I knew that
if I got tired of my little game I could change back into Mike, now and for
who knows how long I had to stay as Kristen!  I would have to wear nothing
but dresses until dad decided what to do about me.  Since dad would know
about me, this was definitely a chance to see how I'd feel about wearing
girls clothes.  I wasn't sure how I'd feel, but I had to agree.

"Okay dad," I said.  " I guess I agree."

"It's a deal then." Dad announced.  "I'll let you know what's going to
happen in the future when I've made up my mind.  Since you're all done up
already I say we all go to get some dinner at that place downtown."

"I can't go like this dad!" I wailed.  "What if someone see's me?"

" If we run into anyone we know you'll be introduced as our niece "Kristen"
Dad replied seriously.  "You'd better make very sure that you're believable!
I wouldn't want anyone finding out about you!"

Mom smiled and told me that everything would be fine.  She asked me to come
with her while she got ready so she could make sure I looked okay.  I
figured she would fix my hair and makeup and then she'd get ready, but she
closed the door to her room and began to pull off her top and jeans.

"Mom!" I cried.  "Give me a second to leave!"

Mom smiled at me.  "Relax honey," She said soothingly.  "You're a girl now
too remember!"

I had to sit there while mom took her jeans and top off and put on
stockings, a slip and dress.  When she was done she came over and asked me
to zip her up in the back.  This was normally dad's job she explained but
it's always nice to have another girl around to help.  Blushing I zipped mom
up then sat down to have my hair and makeup done.

Mom thought I had done a pretty good job with my makeup, I only wore a
little blush, eye shadow and lipstick but mom said that was enough for a
girl my age.  She picked up a hair brush and after a few minutes of work
tied a pretty yellow scarf in my hair.  Looking in the mirror I felt both
good and bad.  I was happy to look so nice yet worried about looking that
nice in front of dad.  I was still his son and I was worried about what he'd
think when he saw how pretty I looked as a girl.  Mom finished her makeup
and tapped me on the shoulder.

"Time to show dad what a lovely young lady his daughter really is!" She said
happily.

After the way he had reacted earlier the last thing I wanted da to see was
me as a young lady, lovely or otherwise!  Unfortunately though he was
expecting Kristen for dinner not Mike.  I took one last look in the mirror,
smoothed the wrinkles from my dress, took a deep breath and followed mom
downstairs.

As we entered the room dad smiled when he saw how pretty mom looked.  His
gaze fell on me and the smile disappeared.  If I could have I would have
shrunk to microscopic size to avoid his scrutiny.  After a few moments of
looking at me as though I was a creature from outer space to be studied and
observed he broke into smile.

"You really look nice Kristen!" He said as he approached me.  "I don't think
you'll have anything to worry about!"

I felt better seeing dad's smile and I was happy to hear him say I shouldn't
worry.  What positively threw me was when he put his arms around me and gave
me a big hug!  He told me that he loved me very much, but was concerned
about me.  He explained that he just wanted to make sure I was happy.

"I suppose so dad." I said.  "Just a little worried about how things will
turn out though."

"Just relax and everything will be fine sweetheart" He said in a soft voice.
"I promise not to be too hard on you."

With that he kissed me on the forehead then held me out at arms length.

"I didn't get a chance to see ho pretty you looked earlier," He said with a
grin.  "How about letting me get a good look at my new daughter?"

I was thrilled to be treated so nicely so I happily obliged by stepping back
and holding out my arms so dad could get a good look at my dress.  I turned
from side to side as he let a wolf whistle!

"You certainly do look nice" He laughed.  "How about you ladies grab your
jackets and purses and we'll get going."

Turning to me he suddenly seemed worried.

"I suppose you do own a jacket and purse don't you Kristen?" He asked
solicitously.

I began to blush.

"As a matter of fact I do." I mumbled.  "Sorry."

Dad just laughed.  " I should have know!  Well don't just stand there we
have to go to dinner!"

I smiled, went back to my room, dug my purse and jacket from the back of my
closet and returned downstairs.

Dad helped mom on with her coat then held mine for me.  I smiled and thanked
him .

"I told you that you'd be treated like a girl and I meant it.  Sometimes you
may like it, other times you may not but you will be treated as a girl no
matter what!"

"Okay dad." I said.  "I guess I can put up with it."

I slung my purse over my shoulder then reached up and kissed dad on the
cheek!  I caught him completely by surprise causing him to turn a bright
red!

"What was that all about?" He asked puzzled.

"You forgot something dad!" I replied cheerily.  "You said I would have to
act like a girl too!"

"Oh yeah," He said sheepishly.  "I did forget!"

"If you two could interrupt your "Daddy's Girl" routine I would really
appreciate some dinner!" Laughed mom.

Dad put his arm around me and escorted me out to the car.  Once again he
held mom's door then mine.  I felt better already!



  We went to a restaraunt in town that we had been to many times before so I
was scared half to death that someone would recognize me.  Dad told me to
calm down or I'd end up giving myself away.

"Haven't you ever looked at yourself in a mirror when you're dressed?" He
asked.

"Sure I have," I replied, "But what has that got to do with anything?"

Dad smiled and hugged me.  "What I'm trying to tell you is that you make a
very cute girl.  No one is going to believe you're really a boy!:"

I knew that wasn't easy for dad to tell me since he seemed so upset over
seeing me in a dress.  Hearing it from him made everytrhing seem so much
better.  At least it did until I saw the waitress approach our table.

My family and I came to this restaurant often and this lady had waited on us
many times.  I was all set to plead with dad to leave before she saw me but
it was too late, before I could get a word out of my mouth she approached
our table and greeted mom and dad.  Looking over at me she smiled and asked
mom who I was.  Mom smiled at me and introduced me as her niece Kristen
saying that now and then I'd visit them while Mike stayed with her family.

The woman smiled at me and told me how pretty my dress was saying that she
thought it a shame that girls my age didn't wear pretty clothes more often.
I almost laughed out loud when she said that she thought girls dressed too
much like boys and it was getting harder to tell them apart!  Before she
left with our order she complimented me again on how nice I looked and said
how nice it was to see a girl that really looked like a girl!

Every time this woman came to our table for something she'd smile at me and
ask how I was, if I was enjoying my stay and if there was anything else she
could get for me.  As soon as I finished my soft drink she'd see to it that
I got a refill, once even telling me to have as much as I liked while I
didn't have to worry about my figure.  She laughed and said that soon enough
I'd have to be concerned about how I'd look in a special outfit and worry
about my shape and weight.

I couldn't believe the way this lady acted towards me since as I mentioned
my family and I ate there often and this woman never had much to say to me
before.  Suddenly she was so sweet and concerned offering advice from one
woman to another!  As we left even dad remarked about the change in the
woman and how nice she had been to me.

"Well I'd have to say that you passed that test Kristen!" Dad laughed.
"That woman never said to words to you as Mike, but put you in a pretty
dress and suddenly you're close friends!"

"That's just the way women are dear!" Mom explained.  "That lady had nothing
in common with Mike.  Boys don't have to worry about how an outfit looks if
they gain a couple of pounds but a girl will!  Let's see how you act towards
Mike if he continues to dress as a girl.  I'll bet you even treat him
differently!"

Dad wasn't smiling any longer.  "That's what worries me." He said glumly.

Dad was quiet the rest of the way home seemingly lost in thought.  He
dropped mom and me off and said he was going for a ride to think things
over.  After a couple of hours he came back and saw me stretched out on the
couch.  He immediately told me that I couldn't expect to lay around like
that with a dress on and made me sit up straight.  I tried to tell him that
it really didn't matter around the house but he reminded me that since I was
dressed like a girl I'd better act like one.  Not wanting to upset him
further I apologized and sat up to watch television.  I really wanted to
prop my feet up on the coffee table in front of me but I was certain dad
wouldn't view that as a very lady-like way to sit.  This dressing up
business was beginning to become a real nuisance!

I still had two months of school left with no sign that anything would
change and I was getting a bit worried about summer vacation.  I had
followed dad's rules completely, every morning I went to school as Mike and
as soon as I got home I became Kristen.  Dad of course kept his end of the
deal and always treated me like a girl.  Sometimes it was nice, I felt
closer to him as Kristen than I did as Mike, but there were those other
times.

Dad had curiosuly decided that he enjoyed eating out and spending time at
the mall more than ever before.  Of course when he felt the urge to eat out
or check out something at the mall he insisted that Mom and I come along.
He probably thought that he was punishing me but actually these trips were
boosting my confidence as Kristen and I found myself looking forward to
them.  Mom caught on to what dad was doing at the start and after several
unsuccessful attemtps to get him to stop she and I decided that we could
have some fun with him.

Whenever dad decided that we were going out to dinner I chose one of my
prettiest dresses to wear and mom would help me do my hair into a really
cute style.  I always wore stockings and a pair of low heeled shoes along
with a splash of cologne for younger girls.  During dinner mom would
casually mention that she was going to the ladies room and ask if I'd like
to go along.  Of course I never refused!

If he wanted to go to the mall I'd wear something less dressy such as a
denim skirt and top with a pair of socks and sneakers.  While we were
walking through the mall mom would often point out pretty outfits in the
shop windows and ask what I thought of them.  Once inside a store I would
often find a dress that I gushed over and mom would insist that I try it on!
I would try the dress on then ask dad what he thought of it often saying
that I thought it was really "Cute" or "Adorable"!  Dad once tried to
retaliate by pointing out some really frilly panties and slips and saying
how nice I'd look in them.  To his shock mom immediately bought them for me!
He never tried that trick again!

I had a lot of fun during those trips but still enjoyed playing baseball and
other sports.  I suppose this confused dad, but he never said anything to me
about it.  The weeks until summer vacation kept ticking off though with no
decision on dad's part on what was to happen to me.  I wanted to ask him,
but yet I was afraid of what he might say.

What would I do if he said that I had to spend my summer as a girl.  I
couldn't stay inside all summer yet I certainly couldn't pretend to be
Kristen around my friends from school and the neighborhood.  I could just
imagine the laughter and name calling that I'd have to put up with if anyone
discovered me in a dress!  I was probably as confused as dad since I enjoyed
being a boy and yet had a great time as Kristen too!

The school year finally wound down to two more weeks which was both good and
bad for me.  The good part was that my fourteenth birthday was coming up
this weekend and my family had always bought me some terrific presents!  The
bad part was that with two weeks left dad still hadn't said what would
happen to me.  I was still wearing girl's clothes after school.

Saturday was to be my birthday and I asked dad if it would be okay to invite
some friends over from school.  He told me that he didn't mind, but that he
expected me to wear one of my prettiest dresses since it was a special
occasion.  That pretty much ruled out my friends coming over, with the
exception of Jill of course.

Friday evening dad came home from work and asked mom and me to come into the
bedroom.  I was hoping that he'd change his mind and that I could finally
dress like a guy again but that wasn't exactly what he had in mind.  Instead
he had stopped to pick up some things for me and wanted to see how I liked
them.

First he showed me a really cute dress with a pink flowered skirt and cream
colored top, The top and short sleeves were made of a sheer material and the
trim around the end of the sleeves matched the pattern of the skirt.  I fell
in love with it the instant I saw it!  I held the dress against me and
stepped in front of the mirror to see how it would look.  As I twirled from
side to side I noticed dad's reflection in the mirror and suddenly
remembered how I had gotten into this mess.  When I began to put down the
dress I noticed dad's face and to my surprise he was smiling!  He seemed
really pleased that I liked the dress so much but wanted to show me what
else he bought for me.  Next out of the bag was a cream colored full slip
trimmed in lace at the top and hem.  Along with it were several pairs of
matching panties and padded bras!  Everything looked so pretty that for a
time I forgot all about being Mike!  I sat the dress down, turned to dad,
threw my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek!

"Thank's dad!" I said happily.  "Everything is so pretty!  You're the best
dad a girl could have., I can't wait to wear these things!"

Dad never flinched, he hugged me tight, kissed my forehead and told me how
happy he was to have such a nice daughter.  He laughed and put his arm
around my waist saying that he still had a few more things to show me.  He
reached back into the bag and handed me several pairs of white stockings
labeled "sheer and silky"!  He said that he thought they'd look nice with my
new dress.  Before I could thank him he handed me a small jewelry case.  I
fumbled with it for a moment before I got it open.  Inside was a pair of
pink clip on earrings and a gold chain.  I quickly clipped my earrings on
and as I removed the chain from the box I noticed that it was folded under
the cardboard insert.  Lifting the cardboard I saw that the chain had a
charm on the end of it.  The charm had gold lettering with a diamond in the
center.  As I read the lettering I could feel tears welling in my eyes, the
lettering said "Daddy's Girl"!

Dad hugged me tight as mom helped me put on the necklace.  I just stood
there looking in the mirror and crying as dad stood behind me and held me
around the waist.  He kissed my head several times and told me how much he
loved me.  I turned and kissed him on the cheek blubbering "I love you too"
between tears.

Dad helped me calm down and dried my tears.  His final surprise to me was
that for my birthday he'd tell me his decision about my future as Kristen!
I knew I wouldn't sleep a wink that night!



  I hurried downstairs to breakfast Saturday to find that my parents were
waiting for me.

"Happy birthday!" They shouted.

"You look like you had a good night's sleep." Said dad.  "All ready for your
big day?"

I began to answer as I sat down but I soon found that my thin nightgown was
no match for the cold chair.  The cold wood of the chair went right through
my nightgown and panties and caused me to jump!

Dad nearly spit out his coffee from laughing!

"See, there are some advantages to wearing boys clothes!"

"I never said there wasn't dad!" I said when I calmed down.  "I just like
wearing these clothes once in a while!"

Dad just laughed.  "Well don't come crying to me when you freeze in that
nightgown!"

"You might want to wear a heavier nightgown or a robe while it's still
chilly in the mornings Kristen." Mom told me.

"Thanks mom, I'll try to remember that!"

Dad smiled at me.  "Ready for your party?"

"I promised to help mom clean up first, Jim and his family are coming over
and mom wants the house to look nice!

"You've become a big help to mom lately" Dad told me.  "She really
appreciates it when you help with dishes and cleaning the house.  I wish you
had been that helpful earlier."

"Gee dad." I stammered, "Cleaning and doing dishes seemed kind of like
girl's work to me!"

"If I would have known that all it would take to get you to help was to
dress you like a girl you would have had a whole closet full of dresses by
now!" Dad joked.

"It's not too late you know!" I said with a grin.

"Don't push your luck young lady!  I'm still not quite used to see my son in
girl's clothes!  Let's leave it at one dress for now okay?"

"That's okay dad, I appreciate your buying that dress for me.  It's
gorgeous!  I can't wait to wear it for my party!"

Dad just rolled his eyes.  "I still can't believe I bought my son a dress
and stockings!"

I reached up and kissed dad on his cheek.  "Your daughter appreciates it and
she loves you very much!"

Dad gave be a big hug and said, "I love you too Kristen!"

Mom broke us up reminding me that we girls still had to get the house to
clean if there was going to be a party.  Dad gave me one last quick hug and
it was off to clean the house.

It took several hours but finally we had a sparkling clean house.  Mom told
me to shower and get ready for the party.  I was to leave my hair damp since
she wanted to use her hot rollers to make it look nice.  I couldn't wait to
have Jim see me in my new dress!  It was so cute and it meant so much to me
coming from dad!  For a split second I wondered if Jim would be dressed up
but then I came to my senses.  Since it would only be our families here it
was a sure bet that Jill would be coming instead of Jim!

I laid out one of the slip's and bra's that dad bought me on the bed along
with a new pair of stockings and took a pair of the panties and a robe into
the bathroom with me.  After a quick shower and shampoo I dried myself off,
slipped on my panties and robe and went to get dressed.  I pulled on my
stockings as gently as possible to avoid getting any runs in them then
slipped on my bra and fastened it.  Stepping into my new slip I stopped to
admire myself in the mirror.  My legs looked great peeking out from the lace
at the end of my slip, the stockings somehow seemed to make them a little
nicer!

As I stood there admiring myself mom came in to set my hair.  She had me
turn around so that she could see me from all sides.  I remembered how
strange I felt that first Friday evening, standing in front of mom in girl's
underwear.  Somehow it all seemed different now, so natural, I felt like a
girl who's mother was helping her get ready for a party!

Mom helped me into my dress and zipped it up for me.  It was so nice and a
perfect fit!  I couldn't wait to get my hair done and let dad see me in my
dress!  Mom had to keep telling me to sit still as she rolled my hair saying
that I'd have plenty of time to show off for dad!  It took her a few minutes
but she finished setting my hair and began to work on my face.  I wanted her
to fix me up like she did that night with Jill but she said that was
entirely too much makeup for a girl my age!  I'd have to settle for a little
blush, lipstick, and eye shadow .  I begged her to really go all out but she
said that I'd be happy enough once she finished.  After a few minutes of
fussing over me she decided I looked good enough and told me to just sit
still and wait a few more minutes for my hair to set.  I picked up a copy of
a sports magazine to read while I was waiting but mom took it from me and
handed me a magazine for teenage girls.  I just shrugged and started to read
an article on what boys really look for in a girlfriend.

The article was really interesting, I never really understood what girls
liked in guys and now it was all clear!  I figured this stuff would be
really helpful to me in getting a date, what an edge I'd have on the other
guys !  After all I doubted if many of them ever read this kind of magazine!
Of course the only reason I was reading it now was to pass the time while
getting my hair done!  It seemed really strange to be sitting here in a
dress and girls underwear, curlers in my hair, reading about what girls
really liked in a guy and thinking how it could help me get a date with a
girl!  I figured though that I wasn't going to be dressed this way all the
time and there were several girls in school I'd like to date so why not get
a few pointers!

Mom came back a few minutes to take out my curlers and we talked about the
article and my feelings.  I told her that I felt really confused, I was
having a really great time as Kristen but I still enjoyed doing things other
guys did and I wanted to date girls.  Mom held me and told me that she
thought the best thing for me to do was to learn to enjoy being both Mike
and Kristen.  She said that I spent the last thirteen years as Mike so now I
should enjoy being Kristen!  I was lucky to see what girls went through and
yet be a boy whenever I wanted , not many boys ever have that chance!

It seemed simple enough when she put it like that, I spent my life until now
as Mike and this was just sort of another doorway I could go in and out of
whenever I pleased!  I hoped dad thought that way too so that I could spend
some time as Kristen.  He did by me the outfit I had on but he still wasn't
telling me what he had decided and I was getting awfully nervous!

While I was worried about what I would do mom finished taking out my curlers
and brushing my hair.  She let me look at myself in the mirror and I got a
kick out of seeing a pretty girl with a head full of loose curls staring at
me!  I gave mom a kiss and told her how great it looked!  She didn't answer
me but I could tell by her smile that she was happy to have the daughter she
wanted!  I stepped into a pair of white pumps, put on the necklace dad
bought for me and headed downstairs for my party!

Jim and his family arrived several minutes later.  Heather looked great in a
denim skirt and white tank top but Jim was fantastic in a silky, cream
colored romper with tiny pink and blue flowers all over it, a pair of white
stockings and pink open toed sandals!  His shoes were a perfect match for
his outfit and to top it off my sandy haired friend was now a blonde!  His
hair wasn't quite as long as mine but it was styled in soft waves with bangs
just above his eyebrows!  He wore light pink lipstick, foundation, pink
eyeshadow, and just a touch of blush!  If I hadn't known that this was a boy
I could have never guessed, he was the kind of girl that made boys act
stupid!

"Jim!" I squealed.  "You're gorgeous!"

"You look great too Kristen!" He said as he hugged me.  "Let's go to your
room and talk.

We hurried off to my room complimenting each others outfits as we went!  I
still couldn't believe how pretty Jim was, his outfit gave him a figure any
girl our age would kill for!  and he looked great with blond hair.  He said
that his mom had used a special hair coloring that would wash right out to
give him a different look.  We decided to see how we'd look in each others
outfit so Jim took off his romper and gave it to me while I removed my dress
and slip and gave them to him!  The romper felt great when I got it all
buttoned up, very smooth and silky!  I made a note to ask mom to buy me one
too!  Jim of course was just as pretty in my dress, once again looking like
a teenage boys dream come true!  We finally had to switch back when our
parents called us downstairs.  I hated to take off the pretty romper but I
felt better after I put my slip and dress back on!

Downstairs we had some cake and ice cream and then opened the gift from
Jim's family.  They had bought me two rompers like Jim's in pink and blue,
Jim said that they picked the colors so I could feel like a girl in pink or
a boy in blue!  I told them that there was a fat chance of feeling like a
boy in one of these!  I couldn't wait to wear one of them but I still had no
idea what dad was going to do about me.  He never said a word when I held up
my presents, just sort of nodded.

Jim and his family stayed for a little while longer but were going to a
movie so they had to leave.  I saw them to the door and made plans to get
together with Jim the next day to talk about dad's decision.

After everyone left I took my new outfits to my room and tried them on.  The
size was just right for me and I looked as good in them as I did in Jim's.
I spent a few minutes admiring myself then hung them up in my closet with my
other dresses.  Dad walked into my room before I could put my dress back on
and saw me standing there in my slip and bra.

"Sorry, I forgot you're not Mike anymore.  Would you put your dress back on
and come downstairs please.  I want to talk to you."

"Sure dad, I'll be right there.  Sorry if I embarrassed you."

"That's okay," Dad said.  "I'll remember to knock in the future."

I stepped into my dress and zipped it back up.  Checking myself in the
mirror I was happy with my looks and went see dad.  I had no idea what was
going to happen but I didn't really have any say in the matter either.  I
just hoped that dad would relax my punishment so I could have some fun this
summer.

I was lost in thought when I turned the corner into the living room.  I had
just finished saying hello to my Aunt Barb and cousin Cindy when I realized
I was standing there in girl's clothes!  I turned to run back up to my room
but dad called me back.

"It's okay Kristen," Aunt Barb said.  "You don't have to hide.  We know all
about you."

"You look cute Mike, I mean Kristen!" Said Cindy.  "Goofy, but cute!"

Aunt Barb quickly told Cindy to apologize saying that they didn't want to
upset me.

I couldn't imagine being more upset!  My favorite aunt and a cousin I adored
were seeing me dressed up as a girl!  What next, my eighth grade class?

"I'm sorry Kristen," Cindy said.  "Happy birthday!"

Aunt Barb came over and gave me a hug.

"Happy Birthday Kristen!  You look great!"

Continued in part 5...